Wednesday, November 23, 2011

...because unfortunately, the laws of the Internet prevent me from somehow ever being able to delete it. Like with an unplanned child conceived in one night of uncontainable passion, I'm going to have to pull myself and learn to do something with this abandoned bastard.

But what? A while ago I did progress logs for all my art projects. Maybe I can do those again to show that I'm still alive and well. Perhaps my thoughts on the world, politics, sexuality, zebras, or nature?